Mr. Landon was drenched in sweat by now.
As a refugee from Asty, he had undoubtedly been lucky. Compared to those who had never had the chance to be saved and remained trapped in the Fallen City, where demons ran rampant, being alive and living safely in Avalon was already a blessing.
If not for the Church, he would probably have been eaten by those terrifying demons.
Landon clearly remembered the horrifying scenes he had witnessed—
At the time, he had been drinking in a bar, chatting up beautiful women like every Iris Person.
As an Iris Person, he had been extremely excited and confident about obtaining a title of nobility.
Just like every fisherman who caught a big fish would keep getting lost outside, telling everyone he met things like, "How did you know I just caught a twenty-pound fish?"
Leipzig City was essentially a city of scholars, but it was also a city that burned money. Many scholars sought patronage from nobles, so word that "a gullible Iris noble has come to Leipzig" soon spread... The beautiful women who had appeared in the taverns he frequented over the past few days had actually come after hearing the news, hoping to fleece him.
Of course, as an Iris Person, Landon had plenty of experience in this particular area. He knew exactly how passersby—or people curious about him—were supposed to act. He had recognized their intentions the moment they began overacting, but he did not mind. He could still excitedly show off for a while. He was not picky.
In any case, he had no intention of actually paying them.
And then, on that day.
The sky collapsed, and demons descended.
The girl who had been interacting intimately with him suddenly screamed and ran outside. He had not realized what